Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Itís just that, uh, you were in the R stand.
Lullaby
I'll see you over there !
ìThis is my face. ì
Did we know each other ?
No.
and Marge in Mongi.
with him.
- Oh, God. - ìGo back to New York with him. ì
[Whistle Blows]
You've been a great friend to my son.
How are you ?
Pretty good. Sticking with hot water.
- You look gorgeous. - As always.
[Typewriter Keys Clattering]
Really fell in love the day I
No, itís just that-- You are American, aren't you ?
But I won't count anymore.
[Speaking Italian]
Herbert Richard Greenleaf l.
It's because everyone else can ski,
Oh, um, I can't be certain exactly. I--
Do you ski ?
Goddamn it !
- Why ? - I mean it as a compliment.
and then killed Dickie Greenleaf.
I think youíll find he's on his way home to you.
- I'll fix some drinks. - [ Marge Giggling ]
He... told me everything.
I heard you were desperate to come.
[ Italian ]
I-- I said some things I shouldn't have said and l--
He always has.
Roma, we're taking Tom to Roma
No kind of place at all.
It's better than trying to squeeze into my room.
I really started wondering whether he may have killed Freddie.
Iíve thought about going to the police, but I canít do it.
Heís asking... if you killed Freddie Miles...
Pleasure to meet you. Dickie's made a fine catch.
On you.
The thing is,
I'm going to be stuck in the basement aren't i?
Search the place.
- Okay, fine. - [Man] Oh, Dickie !
Took a boat out...
Have a good time.
This is more like it ! Come on !
That's funny.
- [Marge] Good morning, Tom. - Morning.
The trade that we ply
Marge-- She has a hundred theories.
We'd both taken on, uh, far too many drinks.
- He's not there ? - No, signor.
Buongiorno. Nice sweater.
It's like a kid's. See this, the ìSî and the ìTî ? Fine, vulnerable.
My kid did not practice the piano
- Like a little girl. - [Knocking]
So he drove away, and, uh, you did what ?
Tom. How are you ? You look well.
so just... write it on apiece of paper or something...
I hope it wasn't cheap, Marge.
- Hello, Tom. - Hello.
- What about Thomas Ripley ? - What about Tom Ripley ?
- [ Woman ] Frances, that was lovely. - I'm so glad. Thank you.
[ Continues in Italian ]
I'm not Randall either.
- I'm never going back. - No, I think--
[Tom] I know why youíre upset.
It's got nothing to do with my mother.
Let's take a carrozza and look at the moon.
Or when I take over, which is never, I will.
But thatís a vagary Itís quite honorary
Such innocent delight
You know, the whole world thinks you killed Freddie.
- What ? - You have something you'd like to say ?
[ Laughing ]
Yeah, sure.
Gray, actually.
And thatís the irony, Marge.
No, no, we're meeting another friend.
- It's all true. - I don't believe...
And I figured, just for argument's sake,
- No. - Oh.
-Boring. -Iíve been absolutely honest with you...
[Man And Woman Chattering]
I'm gonna be stuck in the basement, aren't I ?
Brilliant ! How do you know him ?
I'm fine.
Is someone getting an ambulance ?
Uh, tomorrow.
I was sure that-- I've read that--
By the way, he was in rehearsal so he couldn't--
Tell me whatís going on. Tom !
So, what did you actually do in New York ?
No, Iím bewildered. Forgive me.
who have it and despise it.
I'd pay you...
Really ? Why ?
You should always save pain for daylight.
You know, the moment someone confronts him,
Why do I think there's never been a Ripley rainy day ?
Tommy. How's the peeping ?
How are you ?
Boring..
- [Peter] Tom, are you okay ? - [Marge Sobbing]
No.
[ Chattering ]
- [Italian] - Not for me. No, grazie.
[Knocking At Door]
That could take me some time.
That scent you're wearing.
[Shot Fires]
This is Marge Sherwood. Tom-- Sorry, what is it ?
Well, whatever you do, however terrible, however hurtful,
You've got to hear this. Meet my father,
I don't know the word in Italian.
- [ Chuckles ] - What's funny ?
You tell me.
- Aunt Joan. - And co.
[Tom Grunting]
[ Sighing ] I look forward to our next meeting.
Now I think I've upset you.
[ Panting ]
Marge. Marge, please.